The sound of boots against the wooden floor neared you. “Hey, darlin’.” Simon spoke and held up a brush. He wanted you to do his eye black before the mission. You pushed yourself off the couch with a groan. It was harder to move now that you were five months along and heavily pregnant with twins. You were scared Simon wouldn’t make it back and you’d have to raise kids all alone. After you finished the eye black it was time for Simon to go. “Wait for me to come home.” He whispered.